April 8, 2017

Big Boi - Sir Lucious Left Foot: The Son Of Chico Dusty (2010)

When people were busy praising what might be the worst rap record of all time, My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy, they were sleeping on the album of the decade. Everything for which MBDTF is praised is completely outclassed by Sir Lucious Left Foot (what comes to mind is the use of features, inventive and reflective contemporary R&B/rap production). Be ready for a party. This is goofy, funny, and laid back, but make note that Big Boi isn't making any jokes; he just brings that stanky backyard block party feel to the forefront on this album. You have never heard a beat that sounds like any of these on here before. The hooks are all layered, rhythmic works of genius. Big Boi rotates on clever punchline after similie after punchline. The features are all sick. He uses features from the trailer trash Yelawolf or the dumb pop rock group Vonnegutt to his advantage, I have no idea how that's possible, but I'm not ashamed to admit I vibe with those moments one-hundred percent. SouthernPlayalistic brought pimp-tight shit, ATLiens was some dirty south outer-space vibes, Stankonia was an odd, edgy piece of pure funk, and Speakerboxxx moved to a lot of bass heavy club-oriented shit. Well, Sir Lucious Foot does all of that and doesn't sleep for a moment. All of these songs can stand independent from each other in terms of quality and style, but they still line up in the track squence brilliantly. The album loads the singles up towards the front of the album (and they're all flames), but after the interlude-like General Patton (probably the one song I'm not feeling all the way--the beat is like some 500% romanticized Young Buck shit) the second three quarters of the album just gets better and better with each song before going out with an absolute bang.


Sir Lucious Left Foot